Xesotericconundrumx​  /  Lulu * !!

{ meng ziyi, cis woman, she/her } have you heard that ( feng min ) from ( dead by daylight ) appeared in town?  i know, i can’t believe it either.  she is ( twenty-one ) years old and is a ( professional gamer ).  I’ve heard that she has a tendency to be ( competitive & adaptable ) and ( fickle & calculating ), and they have ( all ) of their old memories.

BASICS

name: feng min nicknames: shining lion, min, lone wolf age: 21 astrological sign: virgo hometown: beijing, china height: 5′ 2″ occupation: professional gamer gender  /  pronouns: cis woman  /   she/her orientation: raging lesbian

PAST

{ tw: horror themes ( pretty much everything is in dbd, so please be mindful <3 ), alcoholism, neglect }

feng found video games at a young age. she loved the fact that she could become anyone she wanted. hours turned into days spent online && eventually her parents attempted to put a stop to it. they wanted feng to focus on her studies, to do something productive with her time. feng however saw how technology was changing, how there was a future in video games. in turn feng spent most of her time in internet cafes, pushing herself to get better && in turn slowly gained a following through streaming && competitions. 

respect — something she never had from her parents but did in the gaming world. less time was spent at home, only seeing her family on the holidays && even then she wished the time away. as the shining lion, her nickname && gamer tag, she was invited into a prestigious e-gaming team called the laser bears. a chosen family, they traveled the world, filled up stadiums with fans together && separately. 

but feng soon became obsessed, aiming for nothing less than perfection. she barely slept, with that her performance suffered. it got to her more than she let on, losing. she felt like she was not only losing competitions, but the respect && love of her peers, fans, parents. instead of spending sleepless nights training she went out to bars ; apparently games weren’t the only places one could be whomever they want. more often than not feng woke up in strange places ... only one day it was somewhere she had never been. the fog.

a place controlled by an entity, a place of nightmares — filled with horror icons && some she had never heard of. at first feng was cold to the others, never the most altruistic ( still wasn’t up until she left. especially to newer survivors. they had something to prove, didn’t they ?? ). feng spent her time observing, calculating. while terrified of what this place was, she soon discovered in reality, it was almost like a new game for her. one that she was determined to win. for her, that meant getting herself out of each trial by any means necessary. it wasn’t until she learned that it was better to work as a team, as she slowly let herself open up to the others, that she started looking out for them too. like her e-sports team the others became a sort of family even in their current chaos. 

IVYWOOD

she hasn’t been here for very long, but already she feels rather bored — though she’d never admit it. of course it’s better than in the entity’s realm, but when not focused on surviving it’s easier to let her mind wander && all the more difficult to not go back to old habits. but she’s trying™. despite how hard of a time she gave some of the other survivors, she misses them, hopes they’re alright && somehow end up here too. until then she’s content to get back to video games, to see all that she’s missed && attempt to help meg learn how to play too. 

Feng Min - Spark of Madness Trailer

                   finn’s feet carried him towards the other before he could stop himself. he’d recognize the jedi anywhere ( with the force helping guide him or not ). finn’s smile dropped slightly at the immediate question. finn had rather hoped the other had all his memories, that he wasn’t afflicted like many of the others around town. but nonetheless finn was relieved, seeing luke alive. “we have. but not here.” he was quick to add, knowing how confusing, perhaps painful it’d be to not remember it all. “&& in a different time,” brows furrowed, though finn offered a comforting grin. “but it’s okay. i’m finn. i was part of the resistance with your sister, general leia. though i know that might not mean anything to you now.”

@heartsofember​ requested a starter | luke and finn

maybe it was just for luke but despite having very few memories of his past, things were going really well for him. unusually well, in fact. he was getting to know his brother in law, han; he’d met an amazing guy who didn’t seem to judge him for the fact he had galaxy-sized holes in his memory, and his job was relatively stable. all things considered, luke was having a great time of it. but he was getting concerned with the hazy moments of deja vu when he met certain people. like the guy walking towards him at that moment. he wasn’t certain that he’d met him but something inside him said the guy was important. “hey, sorry. have we met?”

                    having not grown up with any TRADITIONS, finn found them all a bit odd, albeit fascinating. valentines day, one day to show love to family, to friends. he already knew it wasn’t going to be his favorite. in the midst of war, one day was never enough. he’d been admiring some of the questionable heart décor when he felt it — a draw to someone he couldn’t ignore even if he wanted to. finn had heard of the memory lapses, the identical faces that some people in this town had to endure, but he knew her. finn immediately rushed over to rey, arms winding tightly around her frame. “rey. you’re here. you’re okay.” a pause, brows worriedly knit. “i mean, you are okay, right ?? SAFE ??” @spcllbovnd​​  /  rey.

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

ben: bev marsh !!

ben: uh, i think so? maybe?

ben: if i do they're tucked away somewhere. why?

beverly: past meets present has all the goods apparently

beverly: this poster is different tho so you have to have it

beverly: i'll get a CD or two as well just in case

beverly: you have to act surprised when i give them to you tho

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

“I’m blaming Richie. Sounds like a kind of fuck up he would do.” Bill replied, shrugging his shoulders at the thought. He loved his friends to pieces, but he was well aware of who was usually the fuck up and who wasn’t. Although, the answer to that question was all of them. “But see, is it as shitty as Derry? I mean, if you really think about it, how did people never notice the pattern? Hell, Ben found it in a few weeks of living there.” Bill sighed before his head moved back and forth. “He’s an alien of some sort. Mike was able to figure out the ritual and everything about it. But beating him was easy once we were able to figure out how to do it. It just took us a while to figure it out.” 

・・・・・・

                    bev sighed in frustration, at the situation, at knowing next to nothing, for once again bill made a great point. “true. && for him to know that means this place can’t be under a curse, not like derry’s at least. none of the adults knew what was going on.” mouth dried the more they spoke of It,  f e a r  just as It always wanted. but it was important to know, to push past those feelings in attempts at understanding. “alien ??” puzzled, but it made more sense than anything else she thought of. “then we just have to figure it out again.” a bleak smile, nonetheless eyes turned warm && comforting a second later. “don’t try to stress yourself out too much. i know, words don’t mean much, but i feel like we’ll get this. don’t know how, but we will cause we’re all here && together.”

                    while never having a top score on any game, beverly liked to think she was rather decent at a few arcade games. or well, at least she once was. she tended to stick to the classics, like pac-man or frogger. having just turned some cash into game tokens, bev had yet to notice the party until she got a bit closer. at the other’s words beverly chuckled lightly as she turned from the group to ginny. she quite liked, though was always a bit weary of the idea of ever having her own. she wouldn’t want to fuck them up. “i can see that. but no. just came here in attempts to get a TOP SCORE. though, maybe i should wait. with them around they’re bound to kick my ass && that’d then just be embarrassing,” bev quipped.

open starter location: gametime arcade

tendrils of red hair were falling from her ponytail as she made another pass through the party room. if only she could use magic. then maybe she wouldn’t be so overwhelmed with the constant requests from a group of eight-year-old muggle children and their equally demanding parents. she’d just taken out more napkins and paper plates when she noticed someone loitering by the front door. she signaled to them she’d be just a second as she set down the items and hurried over, grateful to be away from the deafening laughter and screams even if briefly. “ hey, sorry about that. things are a little chaotic at the moment. are you here for the birthday party? ” she asked, pushing the stray hairs behind her ear.

beverly 📲 ben👷🏻

beverly: ben hanscom !!

beverly: i have a very important question for you.

beverly: do you still have that NKOTB poster? or any of their records/cds?

                    while she loved seeing most of her childhood friends again, beverly sensed that it wasn’t all quite as HARMONIOUS as one would like it to be. she could see wanting to have a go at normalcy. after all, until they showed up && she in turn remembered derry && the summer of ‘89 that’s what she had in a small sense. perhaps it was because she didn’t remember it all, because she didn’t exactly know what she was fighting for or running from, but she had to know what was going on in this place in hopes of once again remembering everything. she waved to bill as she walked in, grabbing her own cup of coffee before sitting across from him. “how’s it going ??” in life && with figuring out what all was going on. “looks like things haven’t changed much from the party, with the border anyways.”

@heartsofember​ ~ Starter for Beverly

Part of Bill thought that Richie was right, that maybe they should just stay here and take advantage of this second chance. However, the other part of him felt like they had to at least prove this wasn’t Pennywise. His reasoning being that if they could get rid of the threat, it would be easier to relax if they knew they there wasn’t something constantly lingering over them. It seemed some of his friends agreed, or so he thought. Hoped even. Sitting at a table in the coffee shop, his hands moved the cup in front of him around, his mind wandering a bit as he waited for Beverly to arrive. 

wxlksxflxfx​  /  bill denbrough * !!

“Isn’t that just our luck? Some mysterious thing coming after us in ways we can’t explain?” Pennywise was a mysterious thing that no one was able to explain, until the losers club had decided to take him on. “I don’t think it was IT either, but I also know don’t know what it could be. Like maybe it’s something similar to IT?” He commented, curious what she might think of that. “Honestly, I think that’s as close to the truth as it could be.” 

・・・・・・

                    “i just wanna know which one of us broke a mirror to give us such shit luck.” the attempt at jest was there, but didn’t quite meet the eyes. the idea of It or something else, possibly even worse made her nervous. bev sipped at her drink, giving herself a moment to think it over. it made sense. “there are other shit towns besides derry, places were awful things also happened. maybe this place is one of them.” it still felt like a stretch, bev remembered how derry’s stats were much higher than average. “i say it’s a good hunch, at least somewhere to start. did you guys — i mean did we, ever figure out what kinda thing It was ??”